Hangar from Never Better by Weatherstate

I’m running out of oxygen, I can’t deflate my chest
I’ve been thinking over days and nights I’d rather just forget
There’s no sense in it or warning signs to help along the way
I feel better now but worry that It's not permanent

I’ll take the blame for it all and hope for the detour

A sad summertime
I hope you feel okay
If you get lonely after all, just drink the hope away
Here’s to the times
If life’s so great then why do I hate everyone under the blinding sun

Nothing but dirt in my pocket
Holding the fork inside a socket
Are you still sinking slow?
Too bad or late I suppose
Another lost to the cold

I’ll take the blame for a lifetime and suffer the deadline

A sad summertime
I hope you feel okay
If you get lonely after all, just drink the hope away
Here’s to the times
If life’s so great then why do I hate everyone under the blinding sun

Nothing but dirt in my pocket
I’ll take the blame for it all and hope for the detour

A sad summertime
I hope you feel okay
If you get lonely after all, just drink the hope away
Here’s to the times
If life’s so great then why do I hate everyone under the blinding sun

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